In Gatlinburg for the Rod Run Find a hot rod to run around in Bust a block, Minnesota tag plate Floorboard got the weed stems We don't need no AUX cord We only here to hear the engine bay Keep a wrench underneath the hood Six fifty horses in that stang-stang-stang Stay swayin' these lane-lane-lanes Grand Turismo with E-brake Done broke this game-game-game Every track gettin' slay-slay-slayed Report card like an A-A-A Tow truck when I slow my way Flat bed when they sleepin' on us So they slide off on the exit lane
I got the need for speed, I sit and read I got a rap sense no matter the cent made when I stream A cent really don't mean shit to me So I guess in a sense I'm a centipede Unless I use money to wipe between my cheeks That's symbolism of the artistry 'Cause the art in me already on beat Da-dum, da-dum, artery I rip up a tarot so I'm hard to read Raised down south so the roots deep Self planted underground seed Got a red neck from the UVs One time for the one lanes Still a rough rider in a Humvee Motor swap with a 5.3 Blue collar with the blue jeans Got the blue jeans with the G Blue dually with the blue beams Sony RED, no green screen Mainstream can't do me
Catch you deep in them Cheerios I'm like eat readin' my victory So many 'oh wells' when I burp That shit sound like a symphony No paparazzi when they pop off poppin' I'll be bunch of blondies buggin' fuckin' always tryna call me Signal drippin' I'll just say I lost it 'Cause I'm in the hollar gettin' rowdy prolly I'm a Creeker creepin' dishes swamp sickness Realest redneck raddest in the business Ain't no yee-haw Never peak an interest Let him he got my GPS no ditches Studio sesh, won't see no bitches Autobahn speed not enough, oughta get me jet lines When I wanna see an awesome speedometer Got OGs like OGs that boy be hummin' 'em Comment when comin' up landed in Rocky Top Born in a body shop, everything but a flop I am atomic so fuck your karate chop Too cold got my bat sat on a hockey lot
I don't give a mighty fuck, ain't nothin' but a Mighty Duck A pyromaniac, I melt a motherfucker light it up Go hyphen and comma, saliva hot as a sauna I wrap around this bitch like a motherfuckin' anaconda On my Kanye wander, superstar fallin' I make no mistake I like solvin' those partner Bring hello and hell in the helicopter Bullets rain above but my hogs stop 'em Make pork rinds out of rappers often They don't want the smoke 'cause Church got a coffin Like six foot, seven foot, eight foot, what? Grave digger in the biz and he knows what's up I'm the diarrhea onomatopoeia on people who shit on my steeple This preacher lethal when I'm in medieval Best story every told, never gonna be a sequel Go watch the doc when I'm dead at a Regal Ain't nothin' but a hound dog in a junk yard Ba-ba-bad ass beagle Majestic fly, bald eagle Not stuck in a box, murder zoo keepers
Nocturnal studio, don't knock it Crop circle, UFO be poppin' Land in a field just to pick up some rich farmer's fine ass daughter Super thirsty so his cows got slaughtered Super hard like Mexican mortar Paint the town red but I'm usin' porter No contract, I'll be the contractor for it Kick ass like Red Foreman Dodge potholes when I'm in a foreign My circle locked, I got nothin' for you 'Cause this ain't a store for some dormant storage Blood shed like a period, period Rap 'til I'm damn near delirious, really kid Been Weezy, when wizzy I'm nearly a million What is a goon to a frequent delinquentship? Seen what I was in a mirror, that's pretense Slobber on my Neumann got ash on my preamp Voice like Stonehenge when I sing in Mid Tex Fuck everybody, you don't like me, get waxed Really, really when I'm bored, motherfucker big facts If you wanna bucked, my advice, get back (My advice, get back) Unless you want a deer tag (Unless you want a deer tag) Put your rack on a small plaque (Rack on a small plaque, rack on a small plaque)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.